A Dance With the Devil (poem) by Susan K. de Vegter on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jennifer Croy (Reader)

Reviewed on June 6, 2006

An excellent poem well written from you. I found it truly inspired by you. Keep up the good work! Jen

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on May 26, 2006

That's life--that's what all the people say. The devil made me do it? No Way!

Ron

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on May 24, 2006

And thus abortion was born.

Reviewed by F William Broome

Reviewed on May 24, 2006

You do like to stir things up... ad down... the beach, and all over the place! Don't bring that feller to the mountain; you and he would be arrested for lewdness, whateverthehelll that is. Good writing, talented lady. Proud of you. - Bill

Reviewed by Huda Orfali

Reviewed on May 24, 2006

Powerful images and great write
thanks for sharing
love and peace

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Great imageries and feelings. Passions well-told!

Sandie May Angel a.k.a. Sandie Angel :o)

Reviewed by Suzie Palmer

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Well told and written dear Susan!
A wonderful dance in itself.
Thank you for sharing something we all share.
Love, Suzie :-D

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Agree with Jerry, sounds like fun, but we know the consequence if we ever do, when you read Jay's poem!Great write Susan! Love the art!;-)

eT

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Haha!!! Gotta love it. Yep, have more fun dancing with the devil than the parson down the road. Well, on second thought . . . Another juicy one.

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Great Write On -Scary Photo...

TRASK

Reviewed by A PAX

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Susan
There are so many lines here and phrasing that just blew me away, you are very gifted and have a fantastic way with words
this is a keeper
the passion is so picturesque, I want to blush ;)
pax A

Reviewed by Peter Paton

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Susan..
My mum always told me, he or she who dances with the devil, pays the piper's tune....
When we live on the edge, we are likely to fall over the abyss..
Blessed Be
Peter

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

The white cape of celibacy knows no need. The red cape seduces the balefire where the horn and y conjoin in cutting the brake lines and the fluid spills in the Devil's moonlight! My toe has been on that line in the sand, Susan!

Sage

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on May 23, 2006

Ahh but what a delicious and warm embracing dance he offers, and what a fool we are to waste youth on the young who can't fully appreciate all of the steps. Your images were so clear felt like I was sitting in the dunes watching their movements in the night.

Felix